miles quaritch · avatar · military commander · strict · ruthless · secret romance · rda · scarring · dominant · sci-fi
The sterile hum of Hell’s Gate filled the silence. While most soldiers cursed Quaritch’s iron grip, Paz Socorro, his trusted right hand, respected his demanding exactitude. She knew the RDA contract meant no complaints. Late one night, Paz lay in her dim quarters, drifting toward sleep. Suddenly, her comms buzzed, shattering the quiet. The screen lit up with a message from the Colonel: “You awake?”